"Where brilliance is good and madness is better..."
Helovia Info
Helovia opened in February 2012! We are an active fantasy equine RPG
Where once the world narrowed into naught but gray dust and desolation, the gods called for life. Wielding the elements of fire and light, dark and wind, earth and water, spark and time, they have created Helovia. The realm is set within the mythical globe of Loorien, a planet rich with all variety of creatures and blessed with all manner of magic. Originally populated by nomadic, tribal characters, they've since grown into massive empires saturated with culture and history. Separated into four distinct segments of Helovia, called "The Regions," each band of horse strong enough and capable enough, took up the power and responsibility of leadership. Unicorns, old, wise and mysterious, took to the north, hidden in forests of mists and shadows and rarely making themselves known beyond their cliffs of the World's Edge. Equines, vast, organized and militaristic, split into two, one group went north to the Windtossed Foothills and the other group went south to the Dragon's Throat. Pegasus remained nomadic, making their homes in various parts of The Wilds in a migratory manner. For many generations, the land was peaceful and calm, but peace was never the way of the gods. With a clash of argument, war and bloodshed massacred Helovia, and in the aftermath, the realm was eerily quiet. Now, as newcomers sweep into this land, they are met with the lingering bitterness of the gods and the struggle to reclaim what was lost. Nothing remains safe or certain while sorcerers and soldiers alike brood and bide their time for revenge, honor and glory.
Site Wide Plots
Kaos :: The Beginning of the End ☼ - 6/2017 - Kaos placed Helovia in a time-bubble for a short period of time, but the Helovian gods are fighting back. But Kaos is powerful- far more powerful than anyone thought. This may be the beginning of the end of Helovia as we know it.
Kisamoa :: A New Kind of Kaos ☼ - 3/2017 - Kisamoa asks Helovians to help him restore the Spectral Marsh. Which side will you choose?
Invasions :: All Out War ☼ - 5/2/16 - New layout and the brand new invasion rules are up! Thank you for your patience and we look forward to getting started with this new adventure.
The Rift :: Gods Do Die ☼ - 8/2015 - Helovia Gods are saving the Rift from corrupt gods! Can Helovians band together against these foreign deities?
The Literal Ship ☼ - 2/8/15 - Oh no! You have to pair up for Valentine's day!
Sky Island :: Murder ☼ - 10/25/14 - Vesta has been found dead on the island, and the gods have called to you to solve the murder!
Sky Island :: Peace ☼ - 7/7/14 - An island has appeared in the sky! Clouds carry Helovians from the Veins to the sky.
Restoration :: We Welcome the Dawn ☼ - 9/21/13 - The sun has finally risen on this day, giving the land new light, but the Time God and the Sun God have yet to be seen.
Endless Night :: Broken Magic Plot ☼ - 8/30/13 - The earth god has returned and is walking across Helovia to heal the land. Every area can now be considered lush and prosperous, but the sun has still not risen.
☼ - 7/19/13 - The moon has risen in the sky, heralding the return of the Goddess of the moon. Lamp trees which light the paths have grown brighter, moon flowers which grow in dark places have begun to grow and prosper and the world is brighter, filled with a new hope.
Endless Night :: Dead Magic Plot ☼ - 6/22/13 - The gods of Helovia, in order to protect the world, have disappeared into the rift, leaving the world sunless, moonless and magic-less in their absence. Only the herdlands have a source of light, but lamp-trees with glowing leaves and branches sporadically line the popular roads and paths from place to place.
Doppleganger Plot ☼ - 6/20/13 - The God of Time is still struggling to close the rift though which the dopplegangers have come. He has requested that his brothers and sister assist in closing this hole, but without knowing why it opened, the task is proving difficult. Magic still remains faulty and hard to control, but the herdlands continue to be places of refuge for those who are fortunate enough to call these lands home.
ORANGEMOON cools off the lands with a a viscious force. Colder than normal, a sign of things to come during Frostfall, Helovia is bathed in a rich tropical lushness - albiet a cold one. The coastlines of the Dragon's Throat are pelted constantly by tidal waves, and the desert climate is humid but chilly. Ice begins to form early in the Aurora Basin leaving the winding trails slick and dangerous. The mists of the World's Edge coat everything in a glistening crystalline shine which encourages mould to grow everywhere. The Spectral Marsh is the only area which remains fertile, blissfully temperature and lush.
Cotm
Character of the Month for
June, 2017
WEAVER, Corporal of the Aurora Basin, is a relatively recent addition to Helovia and has taken it by storm. Branded with the seal of Death on her chest, intrigue and interest follow both her past and present. Though she is assuredly beautiful, her sometimes sharp personality reveals that there is more to this uni-peg hybrid than meets the eye. Proving herself able on the battlefield in the Basin’s warrior ranks, we can’t wait to see her test her mettle against the looming Kaos happenings! Congratulations!
Helovia RPG was created by Tamme and Blu and coded by Tamme also known as Schwartze. All coding, palettes and imagery are copyrighted to the website and are not for use outside of Helovia. Thank you to our ServerMaster for hosting Helovia. A special thanks goes to Neo for all of her coding help and fixing Tamme's errors, Boom, for her loyal service and creation of the Time God, and to Ali for her consistent contributions and dedication.
He was a fool to think that she might accept his answers for the lies that they were and not press the matter farther, but he had hoped that she would leave it be. Lakota, his heart, was a very important piece of the puzzle that was his life and it was in her that he had always found some sort of comfort. When he was ill he would lean on her and hate himself the entire time because he was the one that was supposed to be strong for her. He was the one that was supposed to protect her from the beasts that masqueraded as their parents. He had used his body as a shield for her, bled for her, fought for her, the scars that marred his coat and slashed across his face were testament to his undying will to protect her from anything and everything that could hurt her and that included himself.
He was doing a horrible job of it judging from the look on her face alone.
Alleo sighed as his sister called him out on his lies and his gaze was deflected and returned to the horizon once more. In trying to protect her from his burdens he still hurt her by lying. If he confided his burdens and worries he would only upset her and make her think that he wanted to leave her behind. He wasn't even being completely honest with himself because if he were he would know that even he didn't know what he wanted. He felt unsettled and it made him feel like a gypsy on the run from something he would never be able to escape. His mismatched eyes stayed on the horizon for a long while after Lakota pleaded with him not to lie to her and claimed that she could handle his burdens. He knew his sister well enough to know that she could hardly handle her own burdens let alone his own. He had seen the way she moped around the Foothills and answered every beck and call of those that needed a healer. He felt mild resentment toward those who only sought her out when they wanted her to do something for them. He felt her need for a true friend, saw how much she needed it. He saw how much she gave and how little she got back in return and it left a very bitter taste in his mouth and he felt that it was part of the problem that he was having with the Foothills.
His gaze returned to his sister when she began to speak and he listened to every word she said, contemplated every sentence and every question. "You are very special, Lakota." He touched his muzzle to the tender spot behind Lakota's ear as she spoke, he breathed in her scent and nibbled at her fur before he found his voice again. "You feel more deeply for those around you than for yourself. Such selflessness is scarce here and nonexistent within our own family." His tail flicked against his hocks and his eyes fell to the ground at their hooves. "It doesn't make you terrible to have your own wants and desires. It makes you equine. It makes you mortal. You don't have to be a martyr for everyone else. You're young and have your whole life ahead of you, you only have to make it worth living." He felt a touch of resentment that she would throw her life away for a herd that only used her. He had not been her shield for years and endured such abuse for her to not find her own happiness. Was being a puppet really a life worth living?
Again, Alleo extended his muzzle toward Lakota, but this time he touched her cheek. "You have to live your life for you." He murmured. "No one else. Put yourself first for once. You don't want to be an old maid and look back on your life and ask yourself 'what did I do all of my life?' Time goes by fast, Lakota, and there are many fleeting moments that you will never get back. Catch them and hold them close to your heart. Even if there are only a few you can look back on them and be happy. The past will stay in the past." He reiterated what she had said earlier. "But make it a past worth looking back on."
@[Lakota]
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